The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

He was just worried about having no food, and then Situ Qingshan came and delivered it to his door.

Even the porridge stall has been built. Is he really so kind as to help solve our urgent problem?

Mu Yunchen didn't believe it.

"Mr. Situ is the leader of the literati in Fanyang. In addition to studying literature, he also has the ability to predict the future.

It was uncertain whether the flood could be cured a few years ago, but you had already started to store food. I am really impressed by you. "

"Your Highness, you are overpraising me. I am just making preparations for a rainy day."

Situ Qingshan laughed and replied, in short, he would neither enter nor leave the circle.

There was suddenly a panic outside the door, and Bai Yu anxiously lifted the curtain and came in.

"Your Highness, the refugees in the temple heard that there is a place in the city where vegetables and porridge are distributed, and they are all running towards the city gate out of control."

Mu Yunchen immediately understood Situ Qingshan's intention, what a good plan.

There was no systematic planning for the refugee queues, and such a rush would surely result in casualties.

With so many refugees, if there are casualties, it must not be a small number. If there is an accident like this, someone must be held accountable.

He, the prince who came to provide disaster relief, was the first to bear the brunt.

"Situ Qingshan, you are truly a kind person in the hearts of those disaster victims."

The food was provided by the Situ Mansion, but if anything went wrong, it would ultimately be Mu Yunchen's responsibility.

This Situ family really thought of a way to have the best of both worlds.

He wants a good reputation, but he can also harm people without leaving any traces. It seems impossible that he would ever dream of doing this.

"Send people to maintain order immediately. You can use force to deter others, but you must not hurt the victims."

If any of the victims are injured, they will all attack him. How can the soldiers fight back if the people fight against the soldiers?!

Situ Qingshan had already pretended to be ignorant, and now he was curled up on the ground looking extremely innocent.

Mu Yunchen simply didn't bother to care about him. Without evidence, it was not the time to deal with him yet.

This incident had no choice but to suffer the loss in silence.

As soon as Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu left the tent, they hurriedly used their lightness skills to rush towards the city.

I have already made an emergency plan in my mind, what to do if someone dies.

Although this is the worst outcome, if any of the Fanyang County government servants are Situ Qingshan's men, there will definitely be casualties.

Since Situ Qingshan designed it on purpose, he must have tampered with it in some link.

I hope they can arrive soon, stop the people who are doing this, and calm the refugees.

Just as Mu Yunchen rushed to the city gate worriedly, he saw an incredible scene.

Her smile was so gentle, like melting glaciers and thawing mountains and rivers. There seemed to be stars in her eyes, sparkling like morning dewdrops.

This kind of gentle look was rarely seen on her face, which was always playful and cute.

Mu Yunchen was distracted for a moment, but after he came to his senses, he began to worry about her health again.

Qingning was still pregnant and had been spoiled to death. How could she do the job of serving porridge and vegetables?

Thinking of this, Mu Yunchen glanced at Bai Yu who was panting beside him.

"Shaoqing Bai, since the emperor ordered you to come with me to provide disaster relief, wouldn't it be more convincing to the people if you personally do everything, big or small?"

Bai Yu had no idea what evil ideas Mu Yunchen was up to and simply nodded.

Mu Yunchen was very satisfied. It turned out to be the right choice for him to find a way to bring his cousin back from the border.

"Therefore, Bai Shaoqing should personally give alms to the refugees to demonstrate our determination to provide disaster relief and the court's attention to this flood."

Bai Yu was stunned. What determination and importance do you want to show? Wouldn't it be better if you go in person?

Why do you order him around?

Just as she was complaining, she saw Mu Yunchen walking towards the porridge stall in a relaxed manner, and when no one was paying attention, he took Mu Peiyun away.

Bai Yu couldn't help but complain in his heart: So I am your love bodyguard, but I am also a married man.

After getting on the carriage, Mu Yunchen finally had time to care about Mu Peiyun.

He frowned, holding Mu Peiyun's hand with a wronged look on his face and said, "Didn't we tell Qingning to stay in the governor's mansion? Why is she out again?"

"There are so many refugees here, what if someone bumps into you?"

Mu Peiyun looked at Mu Yunchen's resentful expression and found it a little funny.

Who would have thought that the Crown Prince, who was so dignified and stern in front of others, would learn to act like a spoiled child in front of her.

"Your Highness, I'm fine. And look outside. If Madam Chen and I hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid we would be in big trouble today."

Mu Yunchen naturally knew what she was talking about.

I guess the porridge stall prepared by the Situ Mansion is still waiting for these victims to come over.

"But, with so many disaster victims, is there enough food?"

Mu Yunchen was still a little worried. He had already sent people to count the food reserves of the two government offices in advance, and found that there was only enough food for about one-third of the refugees.

If we collect grain from the people in the city, it will definitely cause rebellion.

Seeing that he was worried, Mu Peiyun gently put her hand on his and explained: "Your Highness, don't worry, we have plenty of food.

Madam Chen has already sent someone to cook it, and she will make sure every refugee has enough food."

"Where do you get the food?"

Mu Peiyun blinked and repeated Lan Yi's words: "Your Highness, Lan Yi said that when she went to Situ Wenjing's villa last time, she stole some food."

It was really convenient. I brought back dozens of stones.

"Then how did you know that the Situ Mansion had prepared a porridge stall? Was it just a coincidence?

Did they happen to set up this porridge stall at the city gate, and happened to have people prepare fences to block off the passage, forcing the refugees to line up one by one to get the porridge? "

"Nothing, I just wanted to eat scallion pancakes, so I asked Su Niang to buy some for me. The Situ family was moving porridge jars outside, so Su Niang saw it."

"The little girl is very smart. When she came back and told me, I guessed it."

In fact, it’s not as coincidental as Mu Peiyun said.

It was obvious that she was staying at the mansion, but she was still wondering why Yan Mingshi was so obviously corrupt.

In addition, he was infertile and allowed his wife to keep a gigolo.

The more I think about it, the more I associate it with other things.

The Situ Mansion must have some unclear relationship with corruption.

Then he will definitely stop Mu Yunchen from investigating corruption, and before that he will try every means to make things difficult for Mu Yunchen.

Almsgiving was just Mu Peiyun's guess.

So she took her two maids for a stroll on the street. Unexpectedly, she guessed it right again. Perhaps the baby in her belly was also helping her.

But she didn't dare tell Mu Yunchen the whole story. She had just stood here for a while, and Mu Yunchen was already so worried.

If I told him that I had taken a stroll around Situ Mansion, he would definitely be even more worried.

Don't let him be distracted during these troubled times.

"Where did you find so many fences in such a short time? And they also brought some soil with them."

Mu Yunchen looked at the fence outside the carriage that had not been used yet and continued to ask in confusion.

"This is all thanks to Mr. Ouyang. Your Highness, you don't know that Mr. Ouyang has a large vegetable garden in the backyard, which is surrounded by a fence.

"I had them all pulled out, tripped over the city gate and made a partition, and sent a few stronger men to guard it."

"Ouyang Xuan lives here?" Mu Yunchen pulled open the car curtain and saw smoke rising from the shabby little house.

The place was packed with people, and it looked like it had been requisitioned as a place for cooking porridge.